It was a fierce kiss, his lips sucking and pulling, his tongue exploring and tasting every part of her mouth.
With a thud, Dohwi moved closer to Sohwa on his knees, the bathwater sloshing dangerously.
His broad back enveloped her, and one of his hands, which had been playing with her hip, now turned her head back toward him. The other hand wrapped around her waist.
He continued kissing her, his tongue moving with such force that it made her own tongue tingle.
Struggling, Sohwa managed to pull away, gasping for air.
“Haa... Dohwi, foxes don’t taste good. There are plenty of other delicious animals like deer or roe deer.”
But Dohwi wasn’t listening.
“Sweet. You’re so sweet.”
His eyes had turned into deep gold.
“Your saliva tastes so good. Your tongue is so soft. I want to swallow it all.”
“Are... Are you crazy?!!”
His entranced gaze remained fixed on her lips.
“You’re making me crazy. Give me more.”
